now seems like a good time to remind my fellow alt kids out there that you do NOT wear your political patches on your back.
wear them on the front. that way if someone disagrees and decides to get violent about it, they’re less likely to sneak up on you and catch you off-guard. stay safe.
“𝘐 𝘢𝘮 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥𝘴.”
-𝘚𝘺𝘭𝘷𝘪𝘢 𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘩
i hate when i encounter a rude alternative person…dude you’re supposed to be the nice person that looks mean with radical views that’ll create a happier planet, not an asshole (inner thoughts from another alternative person in the world)
how it feels to watch The Last of Us without some fuckass complaining about tiny changes
JUST TELL ME
is it me who won’t let go?
why can’t i escape you?
why are you always on my mind?
i see you everywhere but yet
you’re not in front of me.
i honestly don’t even know what you want from me.
it feels like i’m going crazy.
crying to myself in the bathroom,
just asking you to explain to me why?
why won’t you leave me energetically and mentally but left so easily physically?
don’t even try to tell me how to see it.
you won’t change my mind,
shit you haven’t even tried.
you just jumped without ending.
you talk so easily but why can’t i?
why do i feel that way, trapped but you’re living free?
and if you’re not then show me.
show me that you’re going crazy too.
show me that it wasn’t nothing.
that i was it for you until i wasn’t.
shit you could’ve showed dislike but instead,
you shot blanks.
those blanks taunted me…
and now you do too.